Sanders' Sides Oneshots

Feeling Down (No Ship)

No more requests. (I'm only doing the first six that I got, because there were a bunch and even tho I'd love to do them all for you guys its stressful) I'll work on them probably tomorrow. Also sorry to any one who's messaged me that I have yet to respond to, been busy and exhausted all day, but I still wanted to get a oneshot done before I went to bed. (Yeah so I fell asleep in the middle of working on this but oh well forgive me)

Patton hummed quietly to himself as he walked, wandering around the mind. His own humming was drowned out as he heard singing from behind a closed door. The door led to Roman's bedroom, and while it wasn't unusual to hear singing coming from the royal's room the fatherly trait deciding to check in to see how he was doing.

He knocked on his door, peaking inside to find Roman standing in front of a mirror, looking at himself. At hearing a knock his singing abruptly ended, and he turned to face Patton. When he saw him he smiled, but it felt less genuine than usual. Patton, remembering that Roman sang to himself to cheer up after a bad day immediately grew worried.

"Greetings, Patton." Roman did his best to act as usual. "Did you need something?"

"Just checking on you. You doing okay, kiddo?" Patton frowned, his concern evident. Roman faltered, frown showing for a second as he glanced back to the mirror he had been standing in front of, then back to Patton. He shrugged after a moment of silence, and sighed.

"Simply having an off day, but nothing that I can't handle." He tried to give a reassuring smile, but found it hard to do so. Patton opened up his arms to offer him a hug, Roman wordlessly stepping forward to accept. Patton held him tightly, as if to protect him from whatever caused his day to be bad.

"Is there anything you need? I'm here for you if you need it, kiddo." Patton reminded him, rubbing his back comfortably as Roman shook his head.

"I'm alright. As I said, nothing I can handle. However... I wouldn't mind some company while watching a Disney movie, if you're interested?" He asked, and Patton grinned at him.

"Of course! We can watch as many as you'd like to, Roman."

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On a completely different day, Patton was once again wandering around and minding his own business. After passing by a tall shelf he did a double take, looking back and shocked to find someone sitting on the top of said shelf. He was staring up at the ceiling, leaning on he wall behind the shelf. He acted as though it was a completely normal place to be sitting.

"Virgil..?" He questioned, wondering how the anxious side even managed to make it up there. "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking." The other muttered, not looking down at Patton.

"Well, why are you all the way up there?" He asked, only receiving a shrug in response. Once again it clicked in Patton's head that this was something the anxious side did when he was having a bad day. "Is something wrong, kiddo?"

Virgil scoffed. "When isn't there something wrong?"

"Well, do you wanna talk about it?" Patton frowned, only getting another shrug from Virgil.

"Not really." He mumbled finally, sighing. "Thanks, though."

"I'll always be here for you, kiddo." Patton smiled up at him. "Just let me know if there's anything you need."